Ye Bai closed his palms filled with thunder and lightning, gradually compressing the black mist into a ball.

"Let me go, Ye Bai! We are not enemies..."

"Stop, you damn junior..."

Two hoarse voices came from the black mist, but Ye Bai ignored them and continued to increase the power of the thunder in his palm.

Along with the screams, another voice came from the black mist: "Spare me, I am willing to work for you."

"Who are you?" Ye Bai asked coldly.

"Ah!"

Unfortunately, there were only screams in the black mist, but no response.

Seeing that the black mist gradually turned into the size of a fist under the destruction of the thunder in his palm, Ye Bai thought for a moment and decided to let it breathe, preparing to slowly cook it and interrogate its origin.

Taking out a gold brick from the space, Ye Bai used thunder fire to smelt it into a small golden sealed bottle, stuffed the black mist into it, and finally put a palm thunder talisman on the outside and put it in his arms.

There is no way to put this thing into the space. To be on the safe side, it is best to keep it with you.

Walking through the corridor, Ye Bai discovered a mourning hall.

There are countless spiritual tablets placed here, the front row of which are the deceased senior members of the Wang family: "Qinglong, Xiang Tian...Bai Gufeng, Qin Luoke!"

Ye Bai looked startled when he saw the two spiritual figures at the back.

Not to mention that Bai Gufeng is not dead yet, let's just say that Qin Luoke died in the Daxian Ancient Tomb three years ago, and few people know about it.

But the Wang family also experienced changes three years ago.

Why do their souls appear here?

And these two spiritual positions seem to be new.

At this time, a soft voice came from behind: "Ye Bai, I have admired your name for a long time, but I didn't expect that our first meeting would be here."

In the dark mourning hall, a figure slowly walked out. The man was wearing white mourning clothes and holding a black memorial tablet with Mahakala engraved on it.

The memorial tablet exudes a pungent smell of paint, as if it has just been carved.

This man has a face as handsome as snow and a pair of bright eyes that make people not want to look away after seeing him.

I have to say, but based on his appearance, Ye Bai is probably inferior to this person.

Combining Luosha's description of the boss of the Wang family, Ye Bai asked in a low voice: "Are you the boss of the Wang family?"

The man smiled slightly: "Boss is the name of one of my own people. You can call me Wang Wang Wang."

Ye Bai's mouth twitched. The boss of the Wang family likes to take advantage of others?

"Haha, just kidding, you don't need to know my name, you can call me whatever you want." The man didn't seem to care and stepped forward to place Mahakala's coffin on the mourning hall.

Ye Bai said: "Maikala is not dead yet."

"No, he died the moment you caught him." The man shook his head.

Ye Bai didn't want to argue with him, so he added: "Bai Gufeng is not dead either."

The man suddenly sighed: "Hey, he's dead, and he can't come back... I thought he could resist, but I didn't expect that it was my negligence that released something beyond my expectation."

Ye Bai frowned: "What do you mean? What is in the meteorite?"

The man asked back: "You have entered the small meteorite in the Changsha Mine Tomb. Don't you know what is inside?"

Without waiting for Ye Bai to answer, the man wiped the coffin in front of the coffin and said: "A world of the dead, with countless wandering souls entrenched in it. They are all those who have most wanted to become heavenly beings throughout the ages, and they can only hide in meteorites."

Just drag out your remaining breath."

"Who is the person occupying Bai Gufeng's body?"

"Xu Fu, the tomb you dug in the Daisen Tumulus in Japan belongs to him."

Ye Bai had already guessed, and was not surprised. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "How do you know about my stay in Japan? Have you ever been out there?"

"I can know the world's affairs without going out. For example, Qin Luoke died in the ancient tomb of the Great Immortal. I made her memorial tablet that day, using the best purple gold wood."

The man picked up Qin Luoke's memorial tablet and wiped it carefully, showing a look of nostalgia.

Ye Bai fell into deep thought. He couldn't understand the boss of the Wang family.

"Since you know everything, why don't you stop it and watch these things happen?"

"I tried to stop it, but unfortunately it failed. There are some things that cannot be intervened by humans. Both you and I must follow the path of fate." The man looked at Ye Bai.

Ye Bai shook his head: "I don't believe in fate."

"You will believe it, you will believe it later."

The man immediately put down the spiritual throne and took a picture with his big hand. Just as Ye Baimao was about to move, he felt that the surrounding space was imprisoned.

The big hand is getting closer and closer, but Ye Bai can't resist.

I saw the man take out the gold bottle from Ye Bai's arms, put it in his hand and start playing with it.

"Good craftsmanship, this bottle is well made."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bottle was crushed by the man, and the thunder talisman in his palm also released huge energy at the same time, with a roar of thunder.

With a scream, the schizophrenic Mahakala was reduced to ashes in the purple thunder.

"Look, isn't this life? Mahakala died, and the time was just five minutes off." The man smiled and was unscathed by the burst of lightning.

Ye Bai broke free from the restraints, and for the first time, he felt a strong sense of fear in his heart.

What is the ability of the boss of the Wang family, space confinement?

Why is such a powerful person forced by Qizhi to stay on the Hidden Island and not dare to go out?

"You are like a madman. No wonder the Wang family is in decline."

The man showed his white teeth: "Thank you for the compliment. I feel very honored that Mr. Ye can give me such a high evaluation."

Ye Bai snorted coldly and didn't respond. He returned the same way and disappeared into the mourning hall.

After a long time, another old voice came from the darkness: "He's gone."

The man bent down and picked up the broken gold bottles on the ground one by one: "I know."

"If you had been slower just now, I wouldn't have been able to trap him."

"The time is just right, isn't it? Besides, according to his cautious character, he left, which means he is not sure and will not come back in a short time."

The voice paused: "If he comes back again, I won't help you. He is also a good choice."

The man suddenly stood up: "If you help him, I can destroy you right now. The most important thing is that he won't help you, you can give it a try."

The atmosphere fell into silence. After a while, the voice sounded again: "I just want to tell you, don't think that I will stand with you. I am not your tool."

The man suddenly laughed out loud and said: "I have many choices, but you only have one choice, Wang Zanghai."

In the darkness, the voice said warmly and angrily: "Okay, I hope you won't disappoint me."

"Don't worry, you have to help me figure out where the remaining two snake-eyebrow copper fish have gone. I need to restore my lost memory as soon as possible..."

After Ye Bai left Zanghai Island, he kept thinking about the feeling of being trapped and unable to move.

Kaba’s telekinesis is very similar, but completely different.

It's like space suddenly collapsed and compressed.

What kind of ability is this?

Could it be that the boss of the Wang family is also a heavenly being?

While he was thinking about it, Xiao Hei, who was sitting down, groaned and signaled that he was there.
Chapter completed!